The life and times of a small town "Yorkette" with big city dreams. Experience the world from ankle-height. Enjoy!

Thursday, April 02, 2015

Mary-Margaret’s Diary – A Day in the Life Of a Professional Yorkshire Terrier

Thursday, March 19, 2015 – I woke up on the cedar chest at the foot of the bed and noticed it was getting light outside. Mom’s still snoozing. I saw her foot sticking out from under the covers and decided it was time for her to get up, too. I hopped to the floor, stood on my tippy-toes and started boxing her foot like a prize fighter would a punching bag. “OW OW OW”, she said. “Stop that. I don’t have to get up until 8:00. Go use your piddle pad.”

I sighed and curled up next to the dresser . Not being in the mood to use a piddle pad I figured I could wait another half hour. At eight sharp I started boxing her foot again and telling her in Doglish to wake up and get moving. Today is the day I see Miss Marilyn and get my hair done, nails trimmed, back rubbed, get a bubble bath, have a play date with Rocky or whoever else is there AND get a new ribbon. Last time it was lime green for Saint Paddy’s day. Today will be a surprise.

Mom gets up and takes her pills, and then she opens the slider and I go out. This is the best part of my day, seeing who came by to see me last night. I check out the lawn and then patrol the perimeter of my domain. Sometimes it’s possum, skunk or squirrel. Sometimes it’s feral cats or gophers. I haven’t seen any rats or mice for a long time, though. Then I come in and have my breakfast. Usually it’s kibbles but sometimes Mom shares her oatmeal with me. Today, I got oatmeal, too. I LOVE oatmeal.

When we turn the corner to Miss Marilyn’s place I get really excited and hop up and down. She’s one of my best friends. I get the full treatment and Rocky was there today, too. So was Lucy, another Yorkie who looks just like me. We catch up on the neighborhood news and then wait for our moms to pick us up. My ribbon is cotton-candy pink, in case you’re interested

On the way back to work Mom stops by Carl’s Jr for lunch. She gets the special – 2 Super Stars for $5.00 and another 35 cents for cheese. I get a doggy burger (meat, no seasoning, no bun, nothing). At the office Mom gives one of the Super Stars to Marli who is there filing for us and she cuts up my meat for me. YUM. She already ate hers in the car (how rude as I was starving). Then Marli takes me for a walk. I read my “p-mail”, take care of some business and then go back to work.

As I curl up in my work bed and start to nap, I hear “Mary-Margaret, you have a customer!”. I get up and walk into the front office, say “Hello”, get some scratchies and belly rubs from my client, and then go back to bed. Mom takes it from there. We work until about 7:30PM (which is way past my dinner time) and then I remind Mom that it’s time to go home. I sit by the door and stare at her until she says “OK OK…I’m coming!”. We grab the mail, turn off the lights, lock the door and go downstairs where I do another piddle before getting into my car seat for the drive home.

This was my day. I wish you all days full of love, peace, joy and productivity.